Chapter 1528: Ji Wujing's Wrath

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Chapter 1528 Ji Wujing's Wrath
"Soul Seal, here!"
In the eyes of Ji Wujing, Han Man flashed and walked directly in the direction pointed by the Excalibur.
Mo Wentian aside, watching this scene, could not help but stay a little.
But Mo asked nothing, and walked directly towards the place where the demon soul was sealed.
A moment later, the crowd came to the hall where the demon soul was sealed.
In the center of the hall, only a altar appeared, and the dust had stirred up a foot above the altar.
But under the altar, there was a ray of light rising, and there was no trace of dust in the light. It seemed to be used often.
"Master Ji, that is the demon soul seal!"
Don't ask a step in the sky, say that light directly, and look serious.
"Is that the Seal of the Soul?"
Looking at the direction that Mo Wentian pointed to, Ji Wujing's eyes instantly flashed a very bright light.
Immediately, walked towards the demon soul seal.
"Ask the Emperor, leave it to me, this demon soul seal, I must seal it!"
The next moment, it seemed to be remembered, Ji Wujing said in a deep voice.
"here you are?"
"Master Ji, you already have a thorough seal?"
Looking at Ji Wujing's self-confident look, Mo asked the world subconsciously.
"Ask the Emperor of Heaven, what our Ji family is good at is the art of seals. It is good to repair the strength of these demons!"
"But in front of my Ji family, it's just some clowns!"
Ji Wujing's eyes flashed with a look of arrogance.
"Jumping Clown?"
"Ji Shaozhu, there are many demon souls in it. Their cultivation, I am afraid that they have reached the level of heaven, Ji Shaozhu be careful!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold chill.
"Ask the Emperor, you can rest assured that this is left to me!"
"In a quarter of an hour, I can completely seal!"
"If no one broke my seal, the demon in it would be wanted to go out in this life!"
Ji Wujing patted his breast, his face full of vows.
"Then there is Master Lao Ji!"
Don't ask Tian a faint smile.
"Jiming, you retreat and ask God!"
"I'm afraid this might be too powerful and hurt you!"
The next moment, Ji Wujing's expression suddenly froze coldly, and asked Tian Leng in a cold voice toward Ji Ming and Mo behind him.
"Master, be careful!"
Looking at this scene, Ji Ming and Mo Wentian quickly retreated.
It was only at this moment Ji Ming, looking at Ji Wujing, with a little bit of worry in his eyes.
"Seal the soul!"
"And at this moment, Ji Wujing gave a cold drink, and his power rose suddenly in an instant.
The breath on him has grown rapidly.
At the same time, Ji Wujing's hands, at this moment, have raised a mysterious pattern of gods.
The immense expanse of breath spread on this pattern.
"So strong!"
Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of impressive looks.
"So strong?"
"Ask the Emperor, this is not the strongest seal of our Ji family!"
"The young master did this, but it is still the most basic seal technique!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Ming instantly remembered Ji Wujing's words, his eyes flashed, and he was full of proud words.
"Not the strongest seal technique, but the most basic one?"
"The seal of your Ji family is really strong!"
After hearing the words, Mo Wentian took a moment's notice, and when he returned to God, Mo Wentian couldn't help praise.
I can't say why. At this moment, Mo Wentian seems to have a position in his mind about Ji Wujing's identity.
But as for the specific identity of Ji Wujing, Mo Wentian couldn't guess.
Mo Wentian only knew that Ji Wujing was the young master from the Ji family in Tianxian Realm. His identity must be extremely noble in Ji family.
"No, it's the Ji family's shot!"
"Don't seal us, we have been sealed in this Qingfeng Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, and we haven't gone out to harm others, the strong of the Ji family, don't seal us!"
"Don't seal us!"
"Don't ..."
"what……"
...
Just when Ji Wujing hit Yin Jue, the moment that Yin Jue entered the seal.
The demon soul in that seal instantly became restless, begging for Ji Wujing again and again.
"Old things in the demon world, do you now know that you begged for mercy from this young master?"
"When you beheaded my Ji family, when we beheaded our people, when we asked you for mercy, why didn't you let us go?"
It is okay for these demonic spirits not to ask for forgiveness. This begging, Ji Wujing's speed of printing Indian tactics is getting faster.
And at the moment, Ji Wujing couldn't help recalling the scene of a million years ago.
Suddenly, the killing intention in Ji Wujing's eyes suddenly skyrocketed.
"Jiming, what's wrong with you master?"
Looking at Ji Wujing's eyes, the intention of killing suddenly skyrocketed, Mo Wentian couldn't help but ask Ji Ming.
"What happened to our young master?"
"It must be the young master remembering that thing a million years ago!"
"Ask the Emperor, I am afraid that the Lord is not sealing these demons this time, I am afraid that these demons are going to be killed by the Lord!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Ji Ming's eyes also raised a touch of cold mang.
A dash of Xiao-killing energy spread across his body instantly.
As if in the next moment, Ji Ming is going to make a move towards Mo Wentian.
"A million years?"
"Millions of years ago, what happened to Ji Family and Demon Clan?"
Listening to Ji Ming's words, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of horror.
"Ask the Emperor, these demon souls are really abominable, they cannot stay in this seal honestly!"
"You want to completely seal them, this is probably not going to work!"
Just then, Ji Wujing's extremely cold voice came.
"Seal completely, won't it work?"
"What does Master Ji mean?"
After hearing the words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold cold mang, and Shen asked.
"killed!"
The cold and boundless words squeezed out of Ji Wujing's mouth.
At the moment, Ji Wujing has terrible killing in his eyes.
"Since Master Ji has already thought about it, it will be beheaded!"
Mo Wentian looked at Ji Wujing in a cold voice.
For those demon souls, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest affection. For the time being, he said that the escaped magical spirit killed many disciples who ate the kingdom of God. Mo Wutian already hated these Demon soul.
If it weren't for his limited strength, Mo Wentian would have already shot at these demons.
"The old miscellaneous of the Wraith tribe, you go down and bury my strongman in Ji Family!"
"go to hell!"
And at this moment, the sound of endless drinking sounded.